Lyrics:
a merry go
By the pound, rolling up scary smoke
Down baby, there you go
We in the town now, don't freak out
We the surround sound, don't be down
I got
storage
Band of the hawk movin' through the forest. Brighten up your chakra with the chorus
Wash my body in da nile. My matriarch the eye of Horus
Help me
Welcome to a Class_Sick voyage. I appreciate you coming through
You know what it isn't, aha
Pardon the high
I'm fine chillin' all by myself, cause
the story of your suicide would be a tiktok edit
I've been able to let go of some the things I felt the darkest
Like hawks after they leave the bones with no
by the sun
Slayed by a gun
Fathers to sons
Where vengeance will be done
Work out your sins
For God will give in
Reaching the towns where all goldmines
filled by no hate
No it's not filled by no hate, finna rock out everyday
Finna rock out everyday it's a grind to the top
Me and twin, we don't plan
I got a big-ass Glock on me you can tell by the way I walk
Ayy I had to tell big bro be cool he stay tryna knock sum off
Go we hit the block they run
at three and in the end leave it as it is
Flow to the sway of my do-re-mi
Are fixed lunatics who will hawk
Words are sent to the vents of humans
Then
at three and in the end leave it as it is
Flow to the sway of my do-re-mi
Are fixed lunatics who will hawk
Words are sent to the vents of humans
Then
(Yeah, I make it red but my beat came from Bloublood)
Yeah
Feelin' like Bslime, livin' like DaBaby
Long live hawk, long live BJ
Long live Big
of wolves be scheming on a bunch of gazelles
Where the leopards grab the wilderbeast down by it's tail
You see the chimps they grow hips they hustle
with my tee on
Beat her in the morning by the kitchen with the tea on
Thirty birds comin' in Atlanta, just like Deon
Nigga wanna argue on the net,
In the valley where the moons and lovers play live two children who were born on Saturday.
One was dark, one was fair, followed by the hawk
on a positive vibe i had a long day
Keeping my money right
Right by the wrong was
Niggas hollering money they ain't
Worth a penny though no religion
My niggas
he,
A plume in his helmet, a sword at his knee
His hounds running by him, his hawk flying free
Home came his good horse but never came he
Home came his
he goes by the name of King Chip
Either Hopkins or Burke Lakefront
When I touch down we gon' blaze up
We gon' sleep late when we wake up
We gon' crash
the buns, no Tony Hawk
I'm thanking the plug for
Them new Giuseppe walkers
Got a hundred pounds moving on the road
(Gas, gas)
Which way they gon' go? (Which
stay wide awoke
You dialed Doc, not dial-a-joke
Crawl or you'll die in smoke
I keep it heated when the hawk is out
Seated low Tahoe, beat it
When
a old folk so you can receive the letter
I'm the best of the best
And the freshest of the fresh
Gotta pistol black out wit an Atlanta Hawk vest
Gotta
talkin
want to kill a nigga on a record, when they see 'em they jus talkin
In my case, I'ma jus hawk 'em
'Cause niggas is waitin for a lawsuit, it's hot
You feel depressed 'cause you've missed the day
Then you have to go to the hall
Whip wire
Whip wire
Hawk man
Slip down easy
Don't make me
if you ain't got that pin number dummy, you can't call me
To hook up with Mix you gotta call that number
Then sit by the phone and wonder
Will he
With your photographs of Kitty Hawk
And the biplanes on your wall
You were always Amy Johnson
From the time that you were small
No schoolroom
place
Got a hawk on his arm
He loves that bird
Never does no harm
It's the only thing
That never can do no harm
Must be the only thing
That
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